Full Of Love

Too Punny

Ok, so is you guys hate puns please don't read because then you'll hate me...

Patrick is messing around with puns, annoying the shit out of Pete. (404 words)

"Don't threaten me with a good time." I smirked, causing Pete to look like he was about to smack me in the head.

"I'm literally just asking if you wanna watch tv." He stated, rolling his eyes so far into his head I'm pretty sure he saw his brain.

"Well, I mean, I couldn't say no, tv is almost... irresistible." I winked, ducking a punch from my 'lovely' boyfriend.

"Please. Stop. Before. I. Hit. You." He said, smoke practically coming out of his ears.

"But why?? I'm just being punny." I replied, keeping my best straight face.

"Pat, I will do anything to get you to stop." He whispered, eyes pleading me to stop. I just couldn't help myself with this one.

"Pete..." I began, smiling softly. "Your eyes, they're... they're the size of the moon." I started laughing but immediately stopped when he jumped up and walked out of the room. I shouted after him, "Haven't you ever heard of closing the goddamn door?!!"

He didn't even say anything and I thought he went to his room to get away from me, but he came back a few minutes later. With a pillow in hand.

"I swear to god if you say one more pun, I will knock you out with this pillow." He muttered, face as serious as I had ever seen. I loved messing with him, so it was kind of funny, but still scared me nonetheless.

"I'm sorry Pete, but I must be Victorious. Like Brendon." And at that remark he smashed the pillow into my face, knocking me off the couch. "Geez Pete, don't get stressed out!"

"Patrick... what did I say." He told me, his voice  too calm for the situation. That was what scared me.

I looked him dead in the eyes and whispered, "Tonight I was victorious... I'm going to dance like Uma Thurman." And then I ran to my room and closed the door. He bolted in, almost knocking the door off its hinges.

"PATRICK MARTIN STUMPH SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!" He shouted, tackling me on the bed.

"Thnks fr th mmrs." I said, closing my eyes and waiting for him to hit me.

After a few minutes of nothing, I opened one of my eyes to see Pete still hovering above me, but now smiling.

"Even though they weren't so great." He continued after noticing I opened my eyes.

"He tastes like you only sweeter..."